âOh, what should I do?â Her heart raced. âShould I mess it up? No, that wonât do. If I play poorly when he already has some suspicions, I might fuel it more.â
Especially with the fact that the Crown Prince seemed to have a remarkable musical aptitude. Thereâs no way he wouldnât know the difference between genuine incompetence and deliberate poor performance.
âWhy are you so nervous? Just play any piece. I will determine your punishment based on that performance.â
It was hard to take it in. Heâd determine the punishment based on her performance? Marie couldnât fathom what the Crown Prince was thinking. Suddenly, she felt like a rabbit standing before a predatory beast, moments away from being devoured.
She couldnât see any way to escape. âOh, Lord. Please, please help me.â With a heavy heart, Marie placed her fingers on the keys.
âI musnât mess up on purpose. I need to showcase my skills without revealing them too much. I should choose a piece that is relatively easy but different in style from the ones Iâve played before.â
She decided on a piece that could conceal her true identity as much as possible. Then, Marieâs fingers pressed the keys, and a soft melody began to reverberate across the room.
âItâs a completely different from the Country Symphony and the grand banquet prelude,â the Crown Prince thought as he listened to Marieâs piece. âThereâs no complex technique involved either.â
The Country Symphony and the grand banquet prelude heâd heard before were smooth and gentle, yet they required intricate techniques during their climaxes. On the other hand, the piece that the maid was performing was the completely different. The mood was calm and tranquil, and the difficulty level was remarkably low. The musical structure was simple enough that even a beginner could play it.
âIs she not the same musician?â That thought crossed his mind. If someone who knew nothing about music were to listen, they would never have imagined that the same person who played the previous two masterpieces was that maid.
However, in that moment, the Crown Prince, beneath his iron mask, closed his eyes and remained still, fully immersing himself in the gentle melody that tickled his ears.
âHow soothing,â the Crown Prince thought as he listened to the melody. âItâs a simple, yet beautiful piece. No, a beautiful performance rather?â Note by note, tempo, articulation, phrasing, and countless elements that comprised the melody pleased his ears.
Analyzing the music, he shook his head. While it was important to confirm whether the maid was truly the enigmatic performer, for some reason, he couldnât think of anything else at that moment but to purely enjoy the piece. Despite its simplicity, it was an incredibly pleasant melody.
Thus, the room was filled with its tranquil melody. It was soothingâreminiscent of a mother gently tucking her child into bed and reading them a fairy tale.
Like the ripples of a lake, it was serene and peaceful.
After time passed by, Marie concluded the piece with an Arpeggio.*
a musical technique where the notes of a chord are played individually in a sequence, rather than simultaneously. It involves playing the notes of a chord one after the other, usually ascending or descending.
ââŠâŠItâs done, Your Highness.â
She withdrew her hands away from the piano and looked at the Crown Prince.
He remained still, his eyes closed beneath the iron mask.
Marieâs heart raced with anxiety. âI tried to perform as differently as possible. With an easy difficulty level too.â
The piece sheâd just played was unlike the previous ones, as it was a piece that anyone with an interest with music could easily follow. Marie hoped that the Crown Prince would finally let go of his suspicions once he listened to it. However, her expectations were completely dashed.
ââŠâŠIt was you,â said a firm voice. The Crown Prince opened his blue eyes and looked directly at her.
The moment he looked into her eyes, he immediately became certain. âYou were indeed the performer.â
Marieâs heart sank. âP-PardonâŠ?â she asked with a pale complexion.
When the Crown Prince wordlessly gazed at her, she realized that there was no use denying it any longerâsheâd been already exposed.
In truth, Rael wasnât initially certain due to the different performing style. But even with its simple melody, it had a similar soothing effect to the listener.
It became clear to him that the maid was undoubtedly the mysterious musician.
âThat maid was truly the performer,â the Crown Prince looked at Marie in amazement. Heâd suspected it, but still, he found it unbelievable. âHow in the worldâŠ?â
How could this maid continue to astonish him? The more he learned about Marie, the more amazed he becomeâher culinary skills that rivaled the head chef, her magic tricks, her astounding deductive reasoning, and now her miraculous musical talent.
He was still unaware of her role in saving Emperor Johannes and her work as a sculptor, but even with what had been revealed, he was completely blown away.
âWhy did you hide your identity?â
Marie quickly got off the piano chair and prostrated herself to the floor. âForgive me, Your Highness!â
âNo, Iâm not condemning you. Iâm just asking because I donât understand. Why did you hide your identity?â Rael finally asked the question that had been on his mind for so long.
âW-wellâŠâ Marie had no words to answer. Sheâd tried to hide her identity out of fear that attracting unnecessary attention would uncover her true identity as Princess Morina.
She shook her head and bit her lip. âPull yourself together, Marie. The Crown Prince doesnât know that youâre Princess Morina.â
Her face blanched from nervousness and uncertainty, but she tried her best to remain calm. Sheâs in a precarious situation, so she couldnât afford to make any mistakes. âNow that it has come to this, I must do my best not to arouse suspicion.â
The best course of action was to refrain from drawing attention to herself by not revealing her abilities, but it was already too late. She had to avoid suspicion as much as possible. âWhat should I sayâŠâ She desperately thought of what to say.
In that moment, an idea flashed through her mind. âI donât want to stand out.â
âYes, I am a woman of low status. I wanted to avoid drawing undue attention with my exceptional abilities.â She carefully chose her words. âWhen a woman of low status like me faces scrutiny, it often leads to problematic situations.â
Although Marie was lying about the true reason why sheâd hidden her identity, it wasnât entirely untrue. To some extent, Marieâs abilities were unconventionally outstanding. If she were a noblewoman, she would have been hailed as a genius, but due to her low statusâin the worst case scenarioâsheâd be persecuted for being an anomaly.
ââŠI see. Were you worried about being regarded as a witch?â
Marie remained silent. Crown Prince Rael stared at her for a moment without saying a word.
âIt sounds plausible.â Indeed, the maidâs concerns were not entirely unfounded. They were valid concerns she couldâve had. However, how come he couldnât simply accept it and move on?
âI donât know. I really donât know.â The Crown Prince shook his head. âJust who is she, exactly?â On the surface, she appeared to be an ordinary maid. But the more he got to know her, the more he found himself stumped.
Rael felt his chest tighten once again. âHaa,â he sighed inwardly. Every time he faced that maid, he couldnât help but feel stuffy.
He badly wanted to break through that suffocating hurdle.
He bit his lip. What was it about that maid that confound and unsettled him like so?
âShould I just keep her at an armâs length?â Rael thought for a moment. If he could no longer see her, perhaps his discomfiture would disappear as well.
He was the Crown Prince of Blood who had to rule his empireâhe must eliminate any element that could distract him. However, the moment he entertained the thought of distancing himself from the maidâŠ
An indescribable sense of emptiness washed over him. âNo, I canât do that,â he thought, clenching his fist.
For some unknown reason, he didnât want that to happen. âRather⊠What if I keep her close by my side? Would this suffocating feeling disappear from my system?â
Rael suddenly felt an urgeâthe urge to keep the maid by his side.
He wanted to know everything about her and uncover every hidden layer beneath her.
With that thought in mind, Rael said, ââŠâŠMarie.â
âYes, Your Highness.â
âDo you want to be in charge of the court orchestra? With your musical talent, you surpass even the renowned Conductor Vahan.â
Marie was caught off guard. Not just a member of the orchestra, but a conductor! It was a position that almost equaled nobility and higher than her position as a maid.
However, she shook her head. âIt would be difficult for me to handle. Please reconsider, Your Highness.â
Of course, she wasnât without ambition. But if she were to lead the orchestra, she would be exposed to the eyes of countless people through the performances. As someone who needed to hide her true identity, she had to avoid it.
âIâll ask once again. Do you truly not want it?â
âYes, Your Highness.â
âAre you sure you wonât regret it?â
Marieâs put on a puzzled expression as Rael asked her repeatedly. Whatâs up with him?
âYes, Your Highness.â
Rael nodded. âI see. Then Iâll move on to your punishment.â
Marie clenched her fist nervously. What kind of punishment would await her?
But suddenly, the Crown Prince said something unexpected. âMiss Marie, three years ago, you were brought from the Kingdom of Cloyan as a prisoner of war, making you the personal property of the current Emperor Thoren II.â
Marie nodded her head, her face filled with confusion. âYes, I am indeed the personal property of Emperor Thoren II.â
As a prisoner of war, she was different from the other maids who were free individuals. Indeed, sheâs owned by the imperial family, specifically Emperor Thoren II.
Currently, the Emperorâs in a state of coma, but her life rested in the latterâs hands nonetheless. That applied not only to her but to all the other prisoners of war as well. But why would he bring that up now?
âVery well. Then I will now state the punishment Iâll give you.â
The Crown Prince unsheathed the sword that hung from his waist. The swordâpassed down through generations of the imperial familyâsymbolized the authority of the Emperor, which the Crown Prince held in the latterâs place.
âFrom now on, Miss Marie, I hereby declare that your ownership is transferred from His Majesty the Emperor to meâCrown Prince Rael.â
Marie was caught off guard by that unexpected announcement.
Rael continued in a low voice, âFrom now on, Miss Marie, you belong to me.â
Marieâs complexion turned deathly pale. What the hellâŠ?
Rael gazed at her intently, and beneath his iron mask, an indiscernible emotion flickered in his blue eyes, but Marie didnât notice it.
âThat is my punishment for you.â
t/n: u sneaky little bitchâŠ